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The Ride Ch. 01

By: fantasyhunter2



You hear a monotone voice not unlike the one you remember from your last monorail ride at an amusement park, “Don’t bother with the seat belt if you need to be restrained, you will be tied down. As far as whether or not you are ready for this ride we will see soon enough. Do you have the price of admission? Can you fulfill desires and allow yourself to be taken to the heights of orgasmic passion? Your driver is very imaginative and can play many ways. Enough of questions and prologue, it is time to start the ride. Let the adventure begin!“

“Welcome aboard! Your guide on this erotic adventure is Rick. You will know him as Hunter or Master. By boarding this ride you, his prey has stepped into his trap. There is no escape he now controls your destiny.  Throughout the ride, you should guide Hunter as he attempts to find out all he can about what makes his prey most excited.” 

You are now alone in the dark. 

You realize that you have been left naked in a room unknown to you. You can’t remember coming here. The last thing you remember was leaving home this morning to go on an adventure your friend had talked you into. Is this the adventure you had been promised, or has something gone wrong?  Suddenly a bright light shines in the room. It comes from a door that has been opened wide across the room. As you eyes adjust to the brightness you recognize the silhouette of a tall muscular man in the doorway. He enters the room and the door closes behind him. You here the sound of a lock engaging.

You tremble slightly. Oddly you are not afraid. The trembling is more out of excited anticipation. What are the words playing in your head? Something about an adventure beginning. A deep voice says, “This will never do,” and a soft light comes on. You see the man is handsome, but not in the catalogue model way. You judge him to be about 6’ 2”, well built but not the body builder type.  His eyes though nondescript in color are mesmerizing.  His shoulder length sandy-blond hair is almost mane-like. He wears casual but stylish clothing. The old fashioned fedora he wears on his head is strangely appropriate. 

When the man grins lecherously at you, you remember that you are naked. You glance about looking hopefully for something to cover yourself with.  Finding nothing your cross your arms over your breasts and draw your knees up to conceal your genitals.  He says, “No, do not hide your treasures lovely lady! I am Hunter, you must give yourself freely to me or the adventure will not be pleasurable.” His deep baritone voice is melodic and sensual. Somewhat entranced by Hunter you lower your arms and reveal your orb-like breasts. As you lower your knees and spread your legs you feel the wetness begin to develop in your pussy. Hunter tells you to stand and show yourself to him. His power is such that you could not resist if you wanted to. For some reason you do not want to resist. Pictures of this stranger atop you filling you to your very core with his manhood dance in your head.  You tingle as deep in your loins an animal instinct begins to take hold.

Without being told you slowly turn around to show Hunter all of your charms. When your back is to him, Hunter steps forward and places his strong hands gently on your shoulders.  Your spine tingles as if a bolt of electricity shot through you. His hands slid down and cup your tits as his lips touch your ear. His warm tongue traces the edge of your ear as he whispers, “You are to remain silent and submit to my wishes. If you do, the adventure will fill your every desire.  Otherwise… ” His words are commanding and gentle at the same time.  There is no need to finish the sentence; you understand the meaning clearly.  Hunter nibbles your earlobe and he runs his tongue along your neck, while continuing to caress your tits. His thumbs swirl around and over your now hard nipples.  Taking one hand from your breast he turns your face toward him. His lips are amazingly soft brushing your cheek as he moves towards your mouth. He presses tightly against your ass, as your lips meet.  

While Hunter gently touches your lips with his, you can feel his growing bulge press into you. His cock seems large but not overly so. As with everything else about this man, it is perfect. You part your lips and allow his tongue to slowly enter your mouth. You crave his cock now and want to tell him, but fear his wrath if you speak. You turn and are enveloped in his arms; your tits press to him; his bulging cock tight against your abdomen.  Your lips press harder together and your tongues dance an erotic tango, moving from your mouth to his mouth in rhythm.  Hunter steps back and removes the fedora from his head and tosses it across the room. He then slowly undresses as you watch transfixed. When he removes his shirt you see his chest is well-developed and covered in soft light brown hair. When he steps out of his pants you can see his cock peeking out of the top of his tight bikini underwear.  You feel your pussy flood as you imagine wrapping your lips around his thick tantalizing cock head. Then he says, “Do you want to release the beast yourself, my dear?” 

As if driven by a force deep inside you, you move slowly over to Hunter. Hunter takes your hands and places them on hips. He stares deeply into your eyes. A conflict rages within you. You know if you pull off his briefs you will have given all control to Hunter. A voice in your head warns you if you don’t stop now he will turn you into a slut. However, your body is brimming with lust and desire. You want Hunter more then you have ever desired anything before. Your lust wins and you grasp the waistband and lower his briefs. You drop to the floor as you slowly slide the silky material down his legs. When he steps out of the underwear and is naked before you, you gaze up adoringly at his cock. You are almost drooling over his hard manhood. Desire overwhelms you and you kiss his shaft softly.

Hunter pulls you head back and speaks, “It is polite to ask before acting!”

You apologize and beg him to allow you to suck his magnificent cock. Your mind reels; you can’t believe you are begging this stranger to allow you to suck him. Suddenly Hunter takes a hold of your hair and pulls hard enough to cause your mouth to open and shoves his cock into your mouth. A mixture of feelings running the gambit from revulsion and fear to overwhelming lust and desire fill your being. As his swollen, bulbous cock head touches the roof of your mouth and slides toward your throat you concentrate on not gagging, fearing you will anger Hunter. His spongy helmet leads the vanguard into your throat and just as you think you will choke Hunter pulls back.

You look up at him as he speaks. “Hold the base in your hand, sweet thing and close your lips around me. It is time for your mouth to experience things the way only your pussy has before.”

Trembling, you do as instructed. How could he know that I have never been orally fucked, you wonder. Clearly Hunter knows things about you that you have never told anyone. Slowly, Hunter flexes his hips and drives his cock in and out of your mouth. With the lower third of his quivering shaft safely held in your hand only the tip of his manhood is entering your throat with each stroke. 

A voice plays in your head, “Yes I am his slut! I will do anything for him.”

With each thrust you allow more and more of his cock to enter your throat until at last you release your grip all together. Your nose and lips nestle into his public hair as your throat relaxes and accepts all of him in to you.

“Yes baby! I knew you were capable of making that sweet mouth into a pussy for Hunter,” Your guide calls out as his assault on your mouth quickens. 

You prepare for what you imagine will be a flood of thick creamy cum sliding into your throat soon. Suddenly, Hunter pulls his cock out of your mouth and releases you. You are left with an empty feeling and desperate desire. You swoon and fall back on the floor as the shock of the sudden exit causes dizziness to overtake you. Hunter stands over you, grinning like a tiger about to pounce on his pray. His cock dances in the air above you. It glistens with you saliva and his precum.  Without warning, your body convulses and you are in the throws of a powerful orgasm. While you are still lost in an orgasmic haze, Hunter picks you up and carries you to the bed. You hardly notice as he tosses you onto the amazingly soft mattress. 

You feel your legs being pulled apart. Then he is upon you. His hot breath cascades onto your belly and thighs. Your close your eyes and imagine a panting beast salivating over your loins. You try to will your mind back to the present and away from such wild fantasy thoughts. Then you feel his soft beard rub along each thigh. His tongue slides out snake-like and begins to work its way up toward your swollen labia. The mere thought of his tongue on your highly excited, hot, wet sex causes you to squirm under him. You feel your lips being spread open as Hunter uses his fingers to gently expose your inner folds and quivering pussy. He slides his tongue through the channel and drinks in your juice. You hear his moans for the first time. The sound is actually more of a low growl. You pray these sounds indicate he is pleased with you. Your greatest desire is to please Hunter, so that he will continue to take you on the adventure.

When Hunter’s tongue touches your clit, you scream out! Lust has taken hold of you and you begin to beg him to fuck you like a slut. He seemly pays no attention to your words and begins to suck, lick and bite your clit sending you into frenzy. Suddenly your pussy feels full. You realize he is violating you with his fingers. You have no idea how many fingers he is fucking you with. All you know now is your pussy is being stretched and filled and your body is filled with pleasure. Your clit is so stimulated you are now in between pleasure and pain. You realize Hunter has found that special mound within your pussy that will send you reeling into space. You cum several times in succession. Each time your reach what you believe to be the final peak, your body is again racked with pleasure. When Hunter finally stops sucking your clit and fingering your pussy, you discover a new sensation. You are lying in a puddle, a puddle of your own sex juice. Hunter truly has taken you to new heights. 

You look down at him as he slowly crawls up your body. His beard dripping the results of your first squirting as he kisses his way along your belly and then your breasts. You feel his cock slide into you as he begins slowly and gently fucking you. His lips on your mouth now; his tongue enters your mouth. You suck your own juices from him as you thrust your pelvis up toward him trying to capture all of his cock in your hungry cunt. Hunter drops his weight upon you and pins you to the bed. His cock impales you with each deep thrust. You feel as if your pussy is filled to the core. He raises his face above your and you see his expression of pure passion. His long deep hard thrusts bring you to yet another orgasm. He smiles at you as he watches you cum while he fucks you with abandon. Then Hunter’s face contorts, his body spasms and a sound you can only call a roar fills the room. Hunter presses is cock deep inside you as he cums, almost violently. The addition of his spurting cum into your already soaking pussy makes you feel as if you are being flooded from the inside. Hunter continues to hump you and moan and growl as the thick fluids begin to run out of your pussy onto you thighs. Hunter falls upon you gasping, clutching at you as if he needed you to hold him for his very survival.

NO man has ever been so open with you in bed. This amazingly strong man who is clearly in charge has allowed all his vulnerability to be displayed at the point of sexual peak. He murmurs into your ear softly that you are a fantastic fuck. He rolls beside you and wraps you in his arms. You are content to be held in his cradling embrace for as long as he will have you.

Hunter whispers in you ear, "you need rest." He kisses you softly and you fall asleep as he gently strokes your cheek.

The Ride Ch. 01



It was a perfect morning for a bike ride. A little hazy cloud to take out the full brightness of the sun. Early enough in the year, for it not to be too hot, in full leathers.

As he pulled on his own leathers the sensation of the leather on his skin and the thought of what she would look like in hers was enough to make his manhood grow slightly. The sensation was enhanced when is trousers were done up increasing the pressure on his lazily growing dick and restricting its movements.

He got the Urban Tiger Honda Fireblade out of the garage and rode over to her place. He didn't need to knock as she had been watching for him and came out as he pulled up.

She had told him she had ordered some new leathers. His prick started to grow again when he saw her. She was wearing a one-piece black leather suit that had clearly been made to measure. She turned her back to him as she locked the door. Her slim figure was perfectly accentuated by the close fit of the suit. Although not tall her legs looked incredibly long wrapped in the black skin. Each of her perfect bottom cheeks held by the leather in the most perfect shape ever.

As she turned towards him he saw that the leather followed her flat stomach up to her small breasts, only now they didn't look so small. The suit had been cut so that whilst it was close fitting every where else it followed the contours of her breasts with out flattening them at all. The black leather seemed to add to the size of her bust.

As she walked towards him, a big smile on her face, he saw how the leather even followed the line of her crotch. She had even acquired a new pair of heeled boots.

She felt decidedly sexy with every centimetre of her body held by the leather of her new suit. Even she had thought how hot she looked in it when she had tried it on the night before. The sensation of the suit, then, had been such as she had wished he'd been there to satisfy her when she took it off. The suit was so well cut she was able to dispense with the need for a bra. The feel of the leather on her bear breasts was quite indescribable, other than as soon as she pulled the suit on her nipples became hard with the sensation. The slight roughness of the inside of the suite excited her. Like him she loved leather and to be able to be encased in it was a dream. She could tell from the look on his face that it had been a good investment, this was confirmed when she glanced down and saw that his dick was more pronounced in his leathers than normal.

She looked so incredibly sexy he was already feeling the discomfort of his prick trying to extend down his leg whilst obstructed by the leather of his own suit. She walked over and stood close enough to him for him to but an arm round and run his hand down her back to her small butt. " What do you think then " she asked, " I think I'm going to have difficulty concentrating and am going to be very uncomfortable " She grinned and patted the obvious outline of his prick which twitched and managed to work it's self a little further down his leg.

She pulled on her helmet and got on the powerful bike behind him. They headed out of town and were soon on the open roads. The slight vibration from the bike buzzed her already moist labia adding to the thrill of the second skin she was wearing. It wasn't long before she was feeling decidedly damp between the legs. The slight ridge of the crotch seam rubbed her groove gently through the smooth material of her satin knickers. She hoped he wasn't intending on a very long bike ride as she knew what she needed today and the bike ride would definitely be secondary to the ride she was going to get after.

All the way down the road he was thinking of what she looked like sat on the bike behind him, leaning forward stretching the leather even tighter over her beautiful little arse. Each car he passed he knew the driver would accelerate to stay with him as long as they could just to keep the sight of her butt in view for as long as they could. His prick stayed as a lazy lob the whole time, leaking love juice just at the anticipation of the incredibly sexy lady dressed in his favourite material leaning against him.

Soon they entered another small town. They stopped at some traffic lights and he sat up on the bike, his hands came back and he started to gently tickle the cheeks of her arse with small circles. She lent into him exposing more of what he wanted to feel. The sensation of his fingers on her butt gave her stirrings deep within. She was no longer damp between the legs she was wet. The itch in her pussy was becoming almost unbearable. She needed him to find some where to stop and see to her needs.

As they stopped at some lights he sat up and reaching back ran his fingers around the pert bottom on the back of his bike. This caused his knob to strain a little more against the grip of the leather suit. Just the shape of her butt in his gloved hands and the feel of her leather-encased body against him was enough, to cause more his own love juice to leak from his balls aching balls. He could feel the rise and fall of his excited bollocks trapped within his suit.

As the lights changed so he leant forward once more and they carried on through the town. Once they had got back on the open road she lent forward and put her hands round onto his crotch.

As he fed the power back in and accelerated down the road he felt her hands come round to his lap. Her left hand found his still semi flaccid prick and started to gently massage it through his leathers.

As she placed her hands in his crotch her wet pussy twitched as she felt his semi hard cock trapped by his leathers. She laid her gloved hand on it feeling its firmness. She slowly rubbed her hand up and down its length gently squeezing as she did so. She felt his hardness grow at her touch, The leathers were too tight to allow it free movement so she gradually moved the leather allowing it to extend down his leg. As it grew so her hand movements became longer. It quickly became rock hard to her touch and seemed so long encased in the black skin of his trousers. Her pussy was no longer itching, it ached to have his solid manhood filling her masterfully. The thought of the solid rod, she was massaging, filling her tight love tube caused butterflies in the pit of her stomach. She didn't realise how close to orgasm she could get without any real physical stimulant. Her other hand she moved to his balls gently massaging the V of his legs. She could even feel how swollen these were trapped just into the leg of his tight leathers.

Almost painfully his manhood started to swell straining to extend down his leg but obstructed by the close fit of his leathers. As she continued to rub his growing member so she manipulated it to ease its growth. It didn't take long for it to reach its 20cm extended length. He could feel the dampness growing on his leg as she gently rubbed the full length of his now solid prick. Easing his fluid down his length to provide smooth lubrication to his bulbous swollen head. His balls aching, trapped by the leathers, as they two tried too swell. His riding became erratic as he realised that if she carried on he would rapidly be jettisoning the contents of his sacks into the leg of his leathers.

Even through her gloves she could feel his swollen rigid tool pulsing to her touch. She was pleased she was wearing leathers, as otherwise she was sure her trouser crotch would have given away her wetness. She felt him take her hand and move it to one side. She guessed he must be close to coming and whilst it would be fun to make him come on the bike she wanted to make sure he stopped to see to her as soon as possible. As he gently moved her hand to rest on his thigh, her other hand gave his balls a gentle squeeze then moved to hold him around the waist in a hug. She leant into him and thought of how his broad knob end would soon be stretching the entrance to her quim. Entering her so powerfully, sliding in smoothly as both their love juices mingled, creating the perfect lubricant between his rigid pole of flesh and her silky soft love tube. 

His solid member slowly began to subside from its pulsing rigid state to a, still swollen, but slightly less stiff condition. He could feel the pre-cum in his prick as if he wanted to pee. It filled his tube so much that he felt stretched through the entire length of his shaft.

He started scanning the area ahead for a suitable place to pull in off the road. After what seemed like an age he saw a narrow lane disappearing of into a large forest. Perfect he thought.

As she felt the bike slow, she saw the lane into the forest, her tummy started to flutter at the thought of at last having the built up tensions in her fanny released by his beautifully hard knob.

He swung the powerful bike into the lane to find it went straight into a car park full of people out for a walk in the woods. His semi-hard cock rapidly reduced. He knew that once he stopped he wouldn't be able to wait while they walked miles into the woods to get clear of all the people. He was so hot for her he had to be able to have her as soon as they stopped.

She was dismayed as he did a tour of the car park then turned out onto the main road. She felt her pussy lips close up, she felt a sudden void of disappointment where the butterflies had been. She didn't have time to complain. He suddenly opened the bike up and she was forced to grab hold of him tightly. The bike ride had just taken on a different candour. The smoothness had gone now he was accelerating hard and braking hard into the bends before dropping the bike over onto it's side. The bike was simply flying. He leaned the bike over so far she was sure they would fall at each bend, the rasp of the footpegs scraping the tarmac. The thrill of the ride and the constant back and forth pressure on the saddle just added to her already sodden crotch. She really thought that if this carried on she would be experiencing her first ever orgasm brought on without the aid of a person or toy. The butterflies returned with a vengeance. She couldn't stop her lower lips opening as if to suck in food. But as they had a staple diet of tongue or rigid dick they were going to have to go hungry for the moment.

Frustrated he turned out of the car park and for the first time that day wound the throttle back against its stop. The front wheel became light as he went up through the gears. He hoped he hadn't scared her as he felt her grab him in an effort to stop herself falling off the back of the bike. He braked hard as the bend came upon them, he felt the V of her crotch pushing into him. His prick which had semi subsided started to swell again. He could almost see her crotch opened wide as her legs spread either side of him as if to readily receive his manhood. It didn't take long to get the bike back to her place, although he had managed to scrape some metal off the foot pegs on the way.

He pulled onto the driveway and as he came to a halt he felt her dismount and walk towards the door. He hoped he hadn't upset her by the way he had ridden. He got of the bike and followed the orbs of her leather-encased arse, pulling off his helmet as he went. Clearly his prick could see her incredible legs and arse too as it started to grow and twitch of it's own accord. Even with some of the pressure off of his full and swollen bollocks they still ached to dump they're load deep with in her silky snatch. 

She was standing on the foot pegs to dismount even before he had stopped on the drive. She went to the door somehow managing to get the door unlocked and her helmet off all in one go. She was aware of him behind her as she stepped into the hallway. She heard the door close as his hand came round, found the zipper of her suit and without delay started to undo it. At the same time she felt him reach down and place his helmet on the floor. He took hers and placed it with his. He was pushed up against her and she could clearly feel his trapped engorged prick pushing into her left buttock. It felt as hard as the helmets he had placed on the floor. Then she felt his still gloved hand slide into her suit and seek her aching left tit.

As they stepped through the door he pushed it to behind him. He reached his left hand round and sought the zipper of her suit he didn't have time to take of his gloves, he know his solid rod was going to explode in his leathers if he didn't have her soon. He pulled her against himself feeling her small arse pushing against his manhood. He managed to put down the crash helmets whilst undoing her zip. He slid his gloved hand in and found her right breast, his prick jerked against her as even through his glove he could feel the pertness of her nipple. She moaned gently, pushing back against him she tilted back her head. He lowered his face to her and gently bit the front right of her throat. He slid his right hand down the front of her body on the outside of her suit and cupped her pussy gently pushing and massaging with his fingers. She moaned louder and started to gyrate gently on his hand.

She felt the coarseness of his gloved hand on her already engorged nipple. She felt the lips of her fanny twitch and the stirring in her stomach grow. She pushed back against his swollen member and tilted her head back offering her throat to him. As she felt him gently take her throat in his mouth so she felt his other hand run down the front of her suited body to her pussy which was pulsing with a need to be filled by his solid cock. She felt his fingers pushing through the suit against her swollen lips. She knew she would not last the effects of his gloved hand on her breast as well as the massage her soaked love lips were getting. She had to take the lead. She felt his cock jump violently as she said " For Christ's sake fucking fill me ".

He didn't need a second demand. He took hold of the top of her suit, eased it down off her shoulders and pulled it down to her knees. As he did so his head passed the orbs of her butt, he got a clear scent of her love musk that had been leaking out throughout the ride. Her knickers had come down with her suit. Fortunately his was a two-piece. He pulled down the trousers and gently pushed her down onto all fours in the hall. Still wearing his gloves and with his jacket still done up he knelt behind her his dick sticking rigidly out in front of him as he pushed it towards her wet pussy.

She felt her thong go with the suit as far as her knees. A second later he was guiding her onto her hands and knees on the hall floor just inside the door. Had she not been so wanton she would have probably worried incase her mother or someone came to the door. As it was it just seemed to be taking an age for him to get sorted out. Then with out warning the air was driven from her longs as he piled the whole 20cm of unbending solid prick straight in to her tunnel of love. As she was getting her breath back she pushed against him but then she felt him pulling back, he pulled so far back that her labia just kept a hold on the tip of his hot purple end, then she felt him start the lunge forward again. She couldn't wait, before she felt the root of his cock against the lips of her pussy she was over the top. Her orgasm racked her own body. Her pussy clasped itself around his excited manhood and pulsed, milking it quite involuntarily. She had no control as she struggled to get her breath in her throes of passion. 

He pushed into her with sufficient force to rock her forwards on her hands and knees, he heard her moan as the air was forced from her. He held it there momentarily as she pushed back onto him, then he withdrew so just the tip of his cock was nestled at the entrance to her silky tube. He pushed forward again, as he did he felt her grip his aching prick deep within her. He had never felt a fanny pulse as hers did now. Her back was arched and she was panting and moaning in an effort to breathe. He was beyond taking in what was happening right then, he pushed in fully, the pulsing of her pussy was too much and he felt the flow of hot semen surge up from his balls along his shaft, stretching him almost painfully as he exploded deep within her. It felt like his life force had just left him via that small hole on the end of his penis, stretched so wide to allow the explosive jettisoning of his load.

She felt as if she was held in place by his solid staff impaling her. She felt the heat of his seed as he filled her with his love holding her body onto him so dominantly. They collapsed together onto the hall floor. She could feel the roughness of his jacket and gloves as he held her to him, his upper body still clad in leather. Both of them were breathing heavily recovering from they're lovemaking, a lovemaking that had been so quick and yet so intense. After a time she felt his manhood start to subside within her. Eventually he slipped from within her. His right hand still held one of her small breasts, she felt one of the thick-gloved fingers of his left-hand brush gently across the hood of her clit. Her whole body shuddered. Then his finger ran down the groove leading to her pussy. The leather, feeling so wonderfully rough against the smooth silky skin of her fanny.

He lay holding her close to him, his chest heaving at first with his need to get oxygen to recover from his rapid but frantic exertions. As his breathing calmed so he became aware of his prick shrinking within her until finally it slipped from her warm folds. He held her perfectly formed left tit in his gloved hand and then ran his other hand down her front to the V between her legs. He carefully eased his gloved hand between her legs seeking out the smooth groove leading to the entrance of her honey pot. She rolled against him slightly allowing him easier access to her hidden beauty. He gently worked his gloved finger over her lips then when it was sliding with out any resistance he held it to the entrance of her tunnel. Effortlessly the thick-gloved finger slipped into her. Her body eagerly opening up to allow it passage.

She rolled back against him as his finger ventured closer to her hot and swollen pussy. She knew she was already so wet that he wouldn't need any extra lubrication. As ever he was careful and frustratingly played around on the outside of her fanny until he was certain she was ready for him. Whether it was due to the swelling from the urgent fuck they had just had, or whether it was the padding of the glove, she did not know nor care. As his gloved finger slid gently into her it felt so thick and rough, she couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips.

To be continued...



The Ride Ch. 01



Part one of a two part story. 

*

It was around 10:30 in the morning. I had to do a couple of extra pick-ups, so I was running a little late. When I walked into the driver's room, I saw the dispatcher, waving at me and motioning for me to come into her office. 

As I walked into the dispatch office, I saw Carmen sitting in an old swivel chair, she had her feet up, on the ends of the chair legs, nonchalantly swiveling it from side to side, while she talked with Dee. 

Carmen's long lovely legs were spread apart and her knee length, faded denim skirt had ridden way up on thighs. Needless, to say I got more than a brief glimpse of the crotch of her light blue cotton panties, and I could clearly see a small damp spot over her plump pussy. 

I got an instant hard-on, so I quickly turned my head away from that awesome sight, and asked," Dee, what can I do for you?"

Dee looked right at my boner, and smiled as she replied in her heavy Spanish accent, "Carlos in a minutos, let me finish talking with Carmen."

I nodded my head okay, and went back to ogling Carmen out of the corner of my eye.

I heard Carmen say," Dee, Juan dijo que estaba bien si tengo que tener relaciones sexuales con otro hombre." 

Translation: Dee, Juan said it was okay, if I need to have sex with another man.

Dee said, "Carmen quiere a Carlos a ser hombre no? 

Translation: Carmen, you want Carlos, to be that man, don't you? 

Then Carmen glanced over at me with this dreamy expression on her face, and a hungry longing look in her big dark brown bedroom eyes, as she said softly, "Oh Dios Dee, sigo sonando con Carlos me puto. 

Translation: Oh God Dee, I keep dreaming about Carlos, fucking me.

I was standing there, shaking my head wondering, what the hell, they were talking about! 

Carmen glanced over at me, then she looked back over at Dee, as she said," Dee, Carlos es tan joven y guapo, Crees que le gust aria tener sexo conmigo? 

Translation: Dee, Carlos, is so young and handsome; do you think he'd want to have sex with me? 

Dee was grinning and looking straight at my swollen organ, as she said, "Si Carmen mira el camino el te mira Yo se que el quiere tener sexo contigo." 

Translation: Yes Carmen, look at the way, He looks at you. I know he wants to have sex with you. 

While I was checking out Carmen's tits, it seemed like her nipples were getting harder. Carmen's smiled at me, and her face turned red, when she caught me starring at her tits! 

Then Carmen said, "Si Dee, cuando Carlos me mira, mis pezones se endurecen y mi cono se moja.

Translation: When Carlos looks at me, my nipples get hard, and my pussy gets wet.

I was getting so excited by looking at Carmen's, tits, nipples, legs, and that growing wet spot on the crotch of her cotton panties, that looked like it was getting bigger and bigger by the second!

Oh Good God, I was so hard, that I had to put my hands together, over my crotch, to try and conceal my embarrassing boner. 

I didn't know what they were talking about, but I've had a wicked case of hot pants for Carmen's, for as long as I've known her. She's; a tall, pretty, dark skinned Latino, with long jet-black hair that she always wears in a ponytail. She has huge dark brown bedroom eyes, full ruby red lips and a cute nose. 

Carmen's a little on the plump side, not fat or obese, but pleasingly plump. If she were ten years younger, single, and if she could speak English, I think, I'd marry her. 

Carmen, caught me looking up her skirt, and blushed, as she moved around in the chair trying to block my view, and regain her modesty. I quickly looked upward, at her face and smiled at her coyly. 

I didn't want her to think I was a pervert...but she caught me starring at her again. 

What can I say? I think she's hot, for an older woman, and she knows it! So I gave her my best naughty wink, as I smiled at her, raised my eye brows and brazenly gave her another quick lustful once over, causing her to blush and giggle.

I looked her up and down from her feet to the top of her head, besides her denim skirt, she had a pair of white sneaks, a thin cotton powder blue, tank top that showed off, her ample cleavage, and a nice rose tattoo on her breast. 

I could also see her white bra through her thin cotton top, and the outline of her large bumpy areolas and her big swollen nipples, pressing against the thin fabric of her bra and tank top. 

Carmen smiled at me and said, "Buenos dais senor Carlos."

I nodded at her as I said, "Good Morning Carmen." I walked over, to her, bend down, gave her a little kiss on the cheek, then I walked over and gave Dee, a little kiss on her cheek too.

Dee was looking at me, like she was trying to think of what she wanted to say to me, then she said, "Carlos", 

She paused for a moment, looked over at Carmen and giggled, girlishly, as she said," Carlos, Carmen's car is in the shop and she needs you to do her...a big favor." 

Then she burst out laughing and Carmen turned beet red, then they both started giggling like a couple high school girls.

I had no idea what those two crazy women were laughing about. But I said," sure I'll be happy to give Carmen a ride home." Then I asked, "How's Juan doing? 

Carmen looked over at Dee, and Dee answered for her, "Juan's going to have another operation. Maybe this time it will be successful!" Then she said something in Spanish to Carmen and Carmen said, "Gracias Senor Carlos." 

Translation: Thank You Mr. Carlos

I have always liked Carmen, there's more to her than her oblivious sex appeal. She's a lot like me, she's one of those affection, friendly, feely touchy people, and I really enjoy being around her. 

I knew her; but I didn't really know her. We have a communication problem. She doesn't speak very good English and I don't speak much Spanish at all, I know a few words, but that's it. I have tried to learn it, but I just can't seem to remember the words. 

What I do know about Carmen is that she's a married woman! So sadly she's off limits!

Her and her husband Juan, have a couple of grammar school age kids. I also know that her husband was in a very bad auto accident a few years ago. 

He's been in and out of the hospital ever since. He's had several operations on his back, but he's still paralyzed from the waist down. Consequently, He can't take care of himself, so he stays in a nursing home, during the week 

My heart aches for them. Their both nice people, but sometimes, bad things, just happen to good people.

Carmen and Dee were still talking a mile a minute in Spanish and I couldn't understand a word they were saying. While I was standing there waiting for her. I kept thinking about Carmen...and remembering this encounter, we had one evening, not too long ago.

Carmen and I have always been physically attracted to each other... 

Sometimes I'd catch her checking me out, and looking down at my crotch; then she'd blush, giggle and look away. 

She caught me starring at her more than a few times too, causing me to laugh and turn my head away trying to conceal my own embarrassment. 

Whenever, I'd see her, I'd always ask her, how she was doing. She just smile at me politely and nod her head, as she said, "Buenos senor Carlos." 

Translation: Good Mr. Carlos

Carmen, would walk over to me and affectionately touch my hand, or rub my arm. Sometimes when no one was around; Carmen would come over to me and lean her head against my chest, and wrap her arms around my neck. 

I would instantly wrap my arms around her and pull her against me...I loved the feel of her soft warm body pressed against mine. I got the unmistakable impression that Carmen liked being in my arms too. I knew it went a lot further than just that friendly coworker hug stuff...

When I held her, I could feel Carmen starting to get frisky, and I could hear her breathing getting heavier. Then she'd unconsciously start grinding her pelvis against mime, and ran her hands over my back, and scrape her fingertips up and down my spine and sigh," Oh Carlos, I..."

I knew I should let go of her, but I'd think to myself, I'll just hold her for a few minutes, what harm could that be? 

Her stimulations would send erotic little shivers of pleasure throughout my body that ended up in my hard dick. I'd kiss her, on the forehead, and rub her back. 

Sometimes I'd get a little too carried away, and I'd began to lose control of

Myself. When that happened, I'd scrape my fingernails, up and down her spine, and scratch her tailbone.

I knew that turned her on. Because Carmen would start breathing heavier sighing softly, "Ahhh Carlos, Por favors, no do that, to me Senor." 

Translation: Please don't do that to me.

Then she'd dig her fingernails into my back and shoulders blades, and grind and pump her hips against me, faster and harder. 

Oh God, I wanted to fuck her, so bad, my balls would be aching.

But Carmen's a married woman, so I knew it was wrong, to lust after her. 

Needless to say, I'd have to force myself, not to reach down, grab her ass, pull her against me, yank down her jeans, and do all the things to her... that any normal red blooded man, would want to do to such a beautiful, sexy, woman, like Carmen. 

However, we did have a brief encounter. 

This one evening when we were doing our post-trips; I was looking under my bus, checking my tires, as I walked around the back of my bus, I bumped right into her. 

We just stood there for a moment, like we were frozen stiff, starring into each other's eyes...

Carmen had that lustful look in her big brown eyes that said it all... I knew she wanted to be kissed! However, she turned her head down, put her arms around my neck, laid her head on shoulders, and whispered passionately in my ear, "Senor Carlos, por favor abrazame."

Translation: Please hold me.

I didn't know what she was saying, but I put my arms around her and held her. I figured she was having a hard time, and she just wanted to be held and comforted.

We stood there for a few minutes, just holding each other. I could smell the faint sweet scent of her perfume and hear her labored breathing in my ear. I could also feel her body heat, through our clothes, and I was very, very aware of her soft full breasts pressed firmly against my chest.

Carmen breathing was getting harder, by the second, and I felt little shivers going up and down her spine. I turned my head and kissed her on the forehead. She tightened her arms around my neck and instinctively started pumping her hips against me, dry fucking me, panting, "Oh Carlos, ahhh Carlos..."

Oh God, what a turn on, it was having this lovely horny woman, in my arms, with her big full breasts pressed firmly against my chest, with the end of my hard throbbing cock pressed firmly against her mount of Venus, while I listened to the heavy passionate sounds of her deep breathing. 

Knowing that she was so freaking horny was making my heart pound even faster, sending more blood surging right into my stiff dick. 

Carmen looked up at me, with that unmistakable message of lust, in her big dark brown bedroom eyes. Needless to say, I knew she wanted to be kissed and maybe more. 

Carmen whispered," Por favor, dame un beso Carlos," as she closed her eyes and turned her head to the side, and slightly parted her full dark red moist looking lips. 

Translation: Please kiss me Carlos.

I didn't need an interpreter, to understand, what she wanted, I turned my head in the opposite side slightly opened my mouth, closed my eyes, as I covered her soft ruby red lips with mine. 

As our lips touched, I got little tingles of pure sexual excitement that went through my body, causing my heart to pound faster, sending more blood into my hard pulsing cock. 

Her soft sweet lips, felt so good on mine. I couldn't help myself and slid my tongue between her full lips, into her warm moist mouth. 

Carmen hungrily sucked on my tongue, and ground her pelvis harder against mine. I pulled her firmly against me, as we continued dry fucking each other. My hands went right down over the rubbery soft globes of her ass.

I instinctively took one hand off her ass, slid it up under her tee shirt it, up her ribcage until I reached the side of her bra. Then I slid my over her bra covered tit, and cupped it. 

Then I squeezed her soft mushy softball sized tit in my hand. As I roughly rubbed my thumb back and forth across her bra encased stiff nipple, she shuddered and jammed her hips harder against mine. 

Then she pulled her mouth off mine, looked deeply into my eyes, and began shaking her head from side to side as if to say, no, no whispering, "Por favor, Senor Carlos, no aquí," 

Translation: Not here.

Then she paused for a moment, like she was thinking, and said, with a sad look in her eyes," no soy una puta Soy una mujer casada."

Translation: Please Senor Carlos... I am not a whore! I'm a married woman!

I didn't know what she was saying, but no means no! I just nodded my head up and down and relunctkenly let go of her tit and stepped back away from her. 

I've seen her around after that, but we never said anything about our kiss, to each other. I have never said anything, to anybody else about it either. I don't know whether or not if she said anything to anyone else about it either.

Finally Carmen, stood up, and said, "Dee, que vay a hacer? Estay tan Caliente.

Translation: Dee, what am I going to do? I'm so horny. 

Dee replied, as she looked over at me, "Carmen como Carlos el es hombre bueno y se puede confiar en decir nada a nadie."

Translation: Carmen Carlos is a good man. You know, you can trust him, not to say anything to anyone.

Dee, smiled at me, then she looked over at Carmen and winked, as she said to Carmen, "Si Carmen, Carlos will give you a ride." 

Then Dee began, gigging as she said in Spanish, "con su pene grande, " then they both started laughing, and blushing.

Translation: With his big penis

I still didn't have a clue, about what they were talking about.

Then Carmen looked at Dee and said, "Dee, soy tan caliente, mi esto mo jado."

Translation: Dee, I am so fucking horny, my pussy is always wet.

Dee was shaking her head and laughing as she said, "Senor Carlos, Carmen, quiere que llevarla a su casa y su mierda los sesos."

Translation: Carlos, Carmen wants you to take her home, and fuck her brains out.

I just stood there dump founded, wondering what they were saying to each other! I was shaking my head from side to side, as I said, "Girls, I don't understand Spanish!"

They were looking at each other, holding their breath, smirking trying not to laugh. 

Dee, had tears in her eyes as she burst out laughing, and began banging her hands on her desktop, as she finished saying, "Carmen wants you to take her home and..." 

Carmen looked at Dee, turned bright red and giggled. She was still giggling as she said in her broken English, "Senor Carlos, we go now." 

The End of part one

*

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The Dirty Old Man



The Ride Ch. 01



The motion was making her hot. The cool breeze hardened and created points of her nipples while the bumps made her breasts jiggle freely. She allowed herself the freedom of being braless as much as possible since it allowed for easy access and she felt so sexually charged when she could feel and stimulate her body at will. 

Shane, although a ruggedly handsome man, was short in stature yet solid and quite sexy in that confident way. He drove slowly around the curves even though his body exuded excitement from every pore. The sooner they arrived the faster he could see the body he desired to fuck so much that is was literally and completely beyond his control. 

He was sexually charged to the core whenever they were together. He loved her, yet she wanted to have him to herself. At the moment, that was not possible, and she had a very hard time understanding why. 

He didn't want to let the fact that he couldn't do what she wanted ruin their time so his mind would not be allowed to wander.

And he had great determination not to let hers do it either.

They had arrived so he began the search for the perfect spot. Both of them took in the view as he drove, gorgeous fall colors left and right, winding roads giving them spectacular views of the lake below or very nearby as they climbed then descended small slopes and hills to get deeper inside the park.

Finally, Shane parked, and Silvia turned to face him, looking more serious than he'd like. "I've often wondered what this means." She sighed

He threw his head back and then looked to her saying "What're you talking about?"

She stared him down, giving him a look of deepest disgust, but couldn't help surveying his whole body with obvious longing. She wanted every inch of him and he wanted her just as much if not more. There was no denying that what they had was beyond fantastic. But.......there was always that but.......neither of them should be here.

"Come on Silvia. You know I want you. You know how it is." Shane heaved a long sigh, pulled her close to him, his facial expression begging her to let it go. 

If he had his way he'd be with her free and clear. If she had her way, he was sure she'd have been with him from the beginning rather than wishing she could turn back time.

Silvia wanted to get it all out in the open so they could just be together. She wasn't having any of this beating around the bush crap. Yet she couldn't deny that the very fact that it was wrong for them to have this relationship was a huge turn on.

And neither could he.

"I should go then." She started to get up but he grabbed her arm, his other hand reached for her face and caressed her cheek softly with his thumb. He loosened his grip on her arm, pulled her back down to sit, clearly communicating his intentions. He slowly caressed his hand up her stomach to her bosom, firm and warm, then drifted across her nipple with his palm.

Silvia moaned her surrender softly and allowed him to pull her in even closer. 

"You know what you do to me......what I do to you....how perfectly our bodies fit together." He was drawing her in with every softly spoken word and his light sexy touch on all the right places. Shane knew how to love a woman. That was no secret.

He'd had plenty of women but each one fell short in one department or another. Silvia thought this was different though, that SHE was different, and she wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

He held her hips firmly now, kissed her deeply, forcing her to squirm but she responded hungrily. She faced him on the seat, so when their bodies separated her excitement was in full view of the early morning light, the sun glowing on her skin, and the dark circles stood out from inside the fabric and beckoned to him.

She gasped when he pulled his mouth apart from hers. Their eyes locked. His brown eyes, filled with a deep longing, looked into her equally brilliant green "fuck me" eyes gazing back at him. Their breath hung in the air, giving them a visual reminder of the heat between them, proof their chemistry wasn't imaginary.

"We don't have much time. Please....." he panted squeezing her ass cheeks then sliding down around under her legs, he pulled her legs up onto his lap, slid his hands up over her thighs working them inside her legs. Silvia was situated on the seat with her legs spread wide resting high up on top of his. 

She had her hands around his body, working their way up his back, under his shirt, enjoying the way his muscles moved as he touched her. She felt Shane slide his hands back around, going inside her stretchy cotton shorts, and hold her ass in his firm grip. She was wet already but wanted to make this last.

She broke eye contact to slow herself down but the images in her head wouldn't let her calm down. She remembered all the places they'd been...things they'd done....what they'd talked about....the countless things they'd tried for the first time together, anal sex being the bravest of their adventures. 

Silvia buried her head against his shoulder as the thoughts consumed her and she heard him beg her, felt his hands near her hot mound. Knowing she was ready for him was so exhilarating. Her satin G-string was soaked with her juice. 

"I need you....I need to be inside you...please.....Silvia, please ride me right here." Shane had no qualms about begging her and he knew she wanted him to, knew the sound of her name on his lips was a thrill she couldn't ignore, so he said her name again. 

"Silvia......please." And he watched her gradually lose the last bit of control she possessed when he slid the fingers of his right hand into her wet tight pussy. She threw her head back, her long rich brown hair framed the points her nipples were making beneath the thin tank top material, and as her chest rose he sunk his head down to meet it.

His mouth so warm and wet, it soaked through the cloth as he took her nipples into his mouth in turn, rolling them between his lips. He could've just gone underneath, the cut off shirt was one of his favorites on her, but he knew she enjoyed the teasing.

"I'm yours." She said "Take me." 

It was a reluctant confession, a weakness she was admitting, yet she knew she'd never stop indulging. She stopped stroking his back and pulled off his shirt, then met his mouth with very eager anticipation. She felt him rip down the seams of her old shorts as they necked more heavily now. 

He threw them off to the side, she heard him grunt a little as she felt his hard cock with her hands, pinched and grabbed at it, and felt it throb looking for a way out of the restricting jeans he wore.

Then she unzipped them, and yanked him out. Silvia pulled away to look down at his swollen cock and she saw it twitch as Shane watched her lick her lips while her eyes found their way back to his. 

"Oh Silvia please.....please get on. Now! PLEASE!!" His pleading became more insistent, yet Silvia wasn't in a hurry. Yes, her tulip was a firm little bud above an equally throbbing wet pleasure cave to be explored by only him, but she savored the anticipation. 

She giggled softly at herself for the nickname she'd given her pussy, but it suited her, she thought. It gave her lots of pleasure. She was one of the lucky ladies of the world that experienced both vaginal and clitoral orgasms, sometimes simultaneously.  

Returning to the moment at hand, Silvia pushed against his chest, making him lie back so she could yank his jeans off a bit more, and free his balls. She palmed them gently rolling them around then grasped them more firmly to lift and stroke underneath. Using her pointer finger she slid from the base down and back up again. 

When she released them to stroke his hard shaft, Shane let out another groan, bordering on a growl. The bike moved ever so slightly due to the slight rocking motion her pussy was making. She enjoyed the slippery feel of the leather and the random rubbing her clit got when she hit a dry spot. It felt sensual and raw.

They were in no danger of tipping. The two of them were quite comfortable and familiar with riding Harleys; to say the bike was their second home was an understatement. They used Shane's bike to go everywhere whenever they could. Indeed, it was the reason they could meet and explore this forbidden love as often as they did. 

Travel was faster; they could access more secretive and passionate spots. Today was no exception. They parked beneath a beautiful red maple in the middle of a park closed for the season due to the need to repave the road into it. They were utterly alone.  

The lake shimmered in the sunlight, something straight out of a sappy romance novel, but very much part of the perfect scene for them at the moment. Silvia reflected that they may end up in the water after they fucked since it was already so warm. 

For now his hard cock continued to grow in length and size, and twitch with excitement so she bent and sucked it hard. She took most of his length into her mouth, his tip grazed the back of her throat, and he writhed with the effort to control himself. 

She had no intention of making him cum but she was going to pleasure him.....a lot. She sucked harder and lighter, and moved up and down slowly, then squeezed the base with one hand while occasionally fingering his balls again with the other hand. She liked licking and tasting his precum.

Shane continued to make sounds of the deepest primal nature as she moved her mouth up and over and around him faster and harder. When she knew he was losing the will to hold his orgasm she slowed and sucked up to the tip of his cock one last time. As her mouth came off he sat up taking her arms in his hands bringing her up with him and sat her down hard on his cock, now so pleasantly rock hard. 

She cried out with the force of it, and although it did hurt it also felt so good, and she wanted it. Shane removed her tank top with one quick jerk. Silvia was a firm round C cup with large, dark and very sensitive nipples. 

With her hands on his head and the sound of her soft whimpers of satisfaction, he assaulted her nipples with hard long sucks and small bites, as she bounced up and down on top of him.

Silvia's fingers grabbed and pulled his hair before letting go so she could use the bike to brace herself and put him deeper, grind down on top of him. She loved to feel him fill her up and it felt as if he might rip her in half when he did, but the tingling sensation told her she was stroking that perfect place inside and would soon be rewarded.

"Fuck you feel so good Shane. Talk to me." Silvia wanted a dialogue. She always wanted to know what he was experiencing. It turned her on to hear him tell her how he felt, what he saw, and what he was thinking when she rode him so well. 

"I'm watching your boobs jiggle and I'm feeling your nipples get rock hard. I can feel my cock about to burst Silvia and it's all because of you. God I love your body. I want to feel you tighten around me. Cum for me Silvia...look at me and cum." 

She let out a pleading note that was also a groan of pure ecstasy as she fought the wave building inside of her. "No not yet, not yet, I want to ride longer!" 

"You've ridden me enough now cum! I know you want it. I can feel your muscles tightening up and I want to feel you cum. My cock wants to be squeezed and stroked by your convulsing pussy.........so warm and wet. Watching you bouncing around on top of me....... Silvia."

He waited for her to give him eye contact, but when she resisted he continued, "It's wonderful to see you so hot, feeling so good.....knowing it's me that makes it happen. Me and me alone. You are mine." 

Shane spoke the words firmly but with a richness of spirit that caught her attention. Up until now her head was lolling around on her neck as if she was unable to lift it up straight. She had been enjoying the view, the fantasies and memories drifting in and out of her mind, but now he captivated her.

Her hands on his shoulders braced her for the feeling as she kept on grinding down, without lifting up, keeping him buried deep within her. 

The waves crashed over her, first the vaginal orgasm, then the clitoral orgasm followed by small yet equally potent aftershocks from deep within her pussy. 

She looked him straight in the face and screamed; she could no longer hold back the orgasm that had been building inside her for soooo long.

"Oh yes! There you go! I feel it and I love it!" Shane yelled above her high pitched pleasure announcement. Now he released the hold his fingers had on her nipples and held tight to her ass. Their cum was slathered all over the seat and would make what he wanted to do hard to accomplish.

But he was gonna try.

"Baby. I want you to lift up your legs and hold them with your arms so I can turn you around." Shane smiled wickedly then began assisting her in following his directions. He steadied her then swiveled her around so her back was to him. 

Using his uncanny coordination he ripped his own tattered old jeans off in one swift motion, picked Silvia up, and pushed and thrusted deep into her before she realized what he was doing.

"Now I'm gonna fuck you good Silvia, long and hard, shoot my load and fill you with hot sticky cum." Shane wasn't asking for anything; he was taking and Silvia was only too happy to oblige.

"OOOOOOOHHHH YYEAHHH!" she exclaimed as he pushed and bent her forward, her face lying on the very spot her own ass had just resided. The smell of him filled her senses and she panted with the combined overload of pleasure, her eyes opened and closed, she panted, licked her lips, felt her hair stick to the sheen that covered her face and back.

At first she was so excited she wasn't sure which hole he had entered, and neither was he it seemed, he was moving slowly considering how aggressively he went after her.

As she breathed and moaned and squealed when he plugged her pussy, she pinched and pulled her own nipples feeling her breasts sway forward and back. They rubbed against the bike seat during the occasional period when she let go to steady herself due to an exceptionally deep thrust. 

It all happened so fast yet seemed to be suspended in a pocket of time where her whole body hummed. Her toes tingled. Her clit was so hard and she was going to cum again yet he still hadn't shot his load! 

"I'm cumming!" she yelled.

"YES! Cum Silvia, cum!" Shane commanded in an almost ravenous tone.

Silvia came long and hard, feeling her clit rub painfully against the bike seat, and Shane pounding into her relentlessly faster and faster until finally his orgasm filled her with cum. 

Shane loved that her crotch was always so tight, but especially so from behind, which was his favorite position. 

"I'm cumming deep inside you and I love the way my cock feels!" Shane exclaimed. He pushed the words out just as he pushed himself inside her over and over, down into the depths of her, until he had nothing left in him. 

He feel forward on top of her and they lay there draped together for a long while, catching their breath, talking of the smell they made together and reveling in the fact that they had enjoyed this sexual adventure so much. 

And now Silvia understood what Shane meant. She knew perfectly well what this was, and she'd just have to accept it. Scared as she was this was it. 

He was the one and nothing else mattered. 

They belonged to one another for however long it was meant to last. They had talked about how they could never stop doing this. Not for any reason in the world.

What they had was good. They'd stay together and have great sex and everything would be fine.

That's what she told herself anyway. Little did she know there was no truth in it. 

None whatsoever. 



The Ride Ch. 02



He kisses you softly and you fall asleep as he gently strokes your cheek... 

{The ride continues and the first big bumps and twists are encountered}

Hunter wakes with a start. He didn't mean to fall asleep. It had been a long week and today's ride had been wild. The lady who still sleeps next to him is hot and it required all of his skills to give her a proper adventure. But now Hunter is in a foul mood. His little nap has cost him precious time and your ride is far from over. It is not you he is angry at, but it will be you that feel his wrath. He slaps you ass hard, and says nastily, "Wake up slut!" 

The sudden assault in your sleep startles more then hurts. You jump and cry out, "What the ff..." 

Before you can finish, Hunter smacks your ass hard again, "No comment was requested, bitch! Keep your mouth shut unless I want to put something in it!" 

You tremble, unable to understand how this man who brought you to the heights of passion as so quickly transformed. Your mind races and you realize you are on a rougher part of the ride now. Fear begins to give way to excited anticipation. Hunter stands and says, "don't move, I will be right back. I need to piss!" 

He steps through another door you hadn't noticed. Since he does not close the door, you can hear his heavy stream splash into the toilet. Clearly there will be no civility during this part of the ride. Hearing Hunter pee has made you realize your own bladder is full. You dare not more though. Master Hunter has made that clear. When he returns you request permission, which denies gruffly, "No, you can hold it, Bitch!" With that he reaches down and begins roughly massaging your clit. 

To your surprise, you become immediately aroused. The pain of holding your water combined with Hunter squeezing your now erect clit causes your mind to spin. You are somewhere between ecstasy and agony. Fearing you will wet yourself and knowing that will surely bring unspeakable punishment, you begin to cry and plead for Hunter to allow you to relieve your full bladder. Without a word, he grabs your wrist and roughly pulls you toward the small room where he had relieved himself. He shoves you on the toilet and sticks his semi-erect cock in your face. 

"Go on Bitch! Suck my cock while you are just sitting around! I haven't got all fucking day!" he says in the harshest tone he has yet used. 

You hesitate and Hunter slaps your face. Not wanting to feel his hand a second time you begin sucking his cock. Although your bladder is aching, you can not release your water. Hunter pulls your head back with your hair and puts his face next to yours. 

"What is wrong, slut? I thought you had to piss," he says softly with a wicked grin, "were you lying to me?" 

To your relief a strong flow starts and Hunter shoves his now fully erect cock in your mouth. Hunter fucks your mouth while you empty your bladder. When you finish peeing, Hunter hands you the toilet paper and tells you to clean up and meet him in the other room. He leaves you alone and you take your time cleaning, hoping that you can get clean enough so that Hunter will not have an excuse to punish you if he decides to lick you down there later. When you return to the room you see Hunter sitting in the chair in the corner. Your eyes are drawn in the direction he is looking. On the bed are three naked men, stroking their hard cocks. 

Hunter says, "these men are here to make you into the true slut you can be. You will service them all as they please." 

You shudder realizing you are about to be thoroughly violated. Even though you know there is no escape you back into the small toilet room. Hunter stands and walks over to you. "When I give you to my friends, you are to take care of them. You need to learn a lesson you fucking cock sucking bitch!" he yells at you as he pulls you out of the toilet by your hair. 

When he gets you to the chair he bends you over it and begins slapping your ass and the backs of your legs. You ass stinging and red, Hunter pulls you up and turns you around. He takes your tits in his hands and squeezes. "Are you ready to behave, slut?" he asks as the pressure increases. 

You whimper that you will do anything he says. He pushes you toward the bed and says, "No, you will do anything they say!" 

You stand next to the bed trembling. You can not imagine what horrors these three men are planning. After the beating Hunter has just given you, you dare not resist. You are sure he will be seriously cruel if you disobey again. 

To your surprise, two of the men jump up and one says sweetly, "Please lie down, pretty lady." 

You are confused but immediately lie down next to the remaining man. Another man crawls in next to you. The two men their hard cocks twitching now sandwich you on the bed. They begin to gently caress your body. Your feel the four hands slide over your naked body. You quickly become very aroused, your pussy juice leaking out and damping the bed under your ass. The third man is now at the foot of the bed caressing your feet and legs. Your tits are being massaged more gently then they ever have been before. Your clit is softly twirled and a single finger gently fucks your hot pussy. You wiggle on the bed and thrust your pelvis in rhythm with the finger fucking. You are surprised by a powerful orgasm. You cry out, "Oh fucking god, I am cummming!" 


One man slides off the bed and the other rolls you on your side toward him. The man standing's cock is close to your lips. He says, "Help yourself. Lick it if you like, I am sure you want a taste, sweet slut." 

The word slut is said so sweetly, it sounds like a love coo. You begin licking his bulbous cock head. He is freshly washed and tastes wonderful. His smooth skin feels so good as you wrap your lips around his shaft. You feel the man behind insert a finger into your pussy and his cock presses into you ass crease. You moan at the thought of getting it in the ass and the mouth at the same time. Soon the man behind you is using his pussy juice covered fingers to fuck your ass. While the third man massages your clit and tits. The man in front of you is now fucking your throat with his cock. He is amazingly gentle as he slowly fucks your face. You cum again without warning. Your mind fogs, what is happening to your body? 

The three men stop and pull you to your feet. The man whose cock was just impaling your throat says, "Now my dear you will know the joy of having all of your slutty fuck holes filled at once." 

Your body tingles at the thought, but your mind has doubts as the fear returns. You glance over and see Hunter. His large cock is erect and you know he will soon be requiring you to service him. "But how?" you ask.

"First you will slide you ass down onto Jim's cock. Then Steve will stand on the bed and put his cock in your mouth. Finally I will kneel on this stool and slide my cock into your pussy. As I fuck your hot cunt, I will hold Steve's hips and push him into your mouth in the same rhythm. The motion will cause you to bounce on Jim's lap and we will then all be fucking you with nearly the same stroke," the man nearest you explains. 

Your pussy again floods with juice upon hearing the description of the triple penetration planned for you. You are guided into position and sit on Jim's cock. His thick cock head enters your ass with a pop. You pause and Steve gives you a little soft push. Your ass envelops Jim's dick. You are now sitting in his lap, his cock fully inserted in your ass. Although it feels tight, there is only a mild twinge of pain. His fingers have already stretched you open. Steve then gets up on the bed and places his cock head on your puffy lips. You open you mouth and he slides his cock head into your wet mouth. 

"Ah, one more to go and the gang fuck is complete, you little slut, bitch," you hear Hunter growl. Looking over you see he has moved closer and is stroking his big hard throbbing cock and leering at you. "Come on stick you dick in her, George! I want my little whore fucked good and hard!" Hunter yells. 

The sweet man you now know is named George, moves toward you. He kneels on the stool and says, "Sir can you help me forward?" 

You realize that these men are also under Hunter's control and suddenly are fearful again. Hunter stands and pushes the stool, with George on it toward you. George aims his cock carefully and he enters you effortlessly. With that Hunter returns to his seat to watch. George begins to hump your already excited cunt and pushes Steve's hips. As George's cock slides in and out of your pussy, Steve's cock slides in and out of your mouth. As George told you, you are bouncing on Jim's throbbing dick. You enter a level of stimulation you have never before reached. You thrash on Jim's cock as the first of many powerful orgasm assaults your body. You begin to suck on Steve like a vacuum; you ache so to taste his cum. But it is Jim whose cock ejects its load first. You feel his cock convulse and the hot spurts of cum entering your rectum. With Jim's cock completely filling your rear chute the cum is squeezed out. You can feel the sticky goo pool between Jim and your ass. You have two more quick orgasms and are rewarded with a mouthful of Steve's sweet cum. He pumps glob after glob into your hungry mouth. Soon George fills your cunt with his load of thick hot cum, just as you too once again orgasm. The three men each kiss you, say thank you and leave. 


You are lying on the bed spent and Hunter says, "Get over here, slut! Damn what a fucking cum slut, whore bitch you are!" 

When you reach him he slaps you and says, "Suck my dick like you sucked that little sissy that just fucked your mouth." 

You fall to your knees and suck Hunters cock. You are determined to give him the best blowjob he has ever had. You decide you are succeeding as he just sits back and moans while you lick and suck his twitching cock. Just when you think he his about to cum, he pulls you up and snarls, "Sit on my cock, slut! I bet you are wide open and hot after all that fucking!" 

You sit down with your back to Hunter and his cock slides deep in your pussy. "Ahhhh, you cunt is so hot and juicy, lover," Hunter says softly. 

You begin humping his cock like a wild animal. You want to be impaled by this powerful man. "Oh god, Master Hunter, I love your cock!" you cry out. 

He wraps his arms around you and gently plays with your tits as you continue bouncing up and down on his meat. He whispers that you are perfect and are now his forever. You body quakes as his words send you over the edge. "Oh yes, baby. Cum on my cock," he moans as his own orgasm starts. 

You cum together. His cock shoots what feels like bucket loads of sticky goo into you. Your orgasm seems to go on and on without end. Finally, Hunter stands and carries you to bed. He leaves you there to sleep alone and dream of a room full of men taking turns fucking you in every imaginable place and combination.

The announcer's voice is once again playing somewhere deep in your head. "This the end of part two of your ride. We hoop you enjoyed the first set of loops. Though I cannot tell you where the ride is going next, I assure you it will be exciting and new twists are soon to come. Hunter has other matters to attend to now, so sleep; you will need your rest dear rider. Hunter will be back for you."



The Ride Ch. 02



She rolled back against him as his finger ventured closer to her hot and swollen pussy. She knew she was already so wet that he wouldn't need any extra lubrication. As ever he was careful and frustratingly played around on the outside of her fanny until he was certain she was ready for him. Whether it was due to the swelling from the urgent fuck they had just had, or whether it was the padding of the glove, she did not know nor care for as his gloved finger slid gently into her it felt so thick and rough, she couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips.

He eased his finger deeper and deeper into her pussy, he found he had to push ever so slightly for the gloved finger to go in. He reached in as far as he could then slowly eased his finger back out. He couldn't feel anything other than the pressure on his gloved finger. As he went to push back in again he noticed how it dragged slightly on her flesh. This time as he eased his finger back out he came right out then played with her outer lips and groove with two fingers.

She noticed how the soft leather of his glove soaked up her juices. As he gently pushed back in she felt the walls of her fanny gripping and dragging on the leather. This caused to make the gloved finger feel even thicker than before. As he reached as far in as he could and paused she could feel every detail pushing into the soft flesh of her love tube. So sensitive was she, she could even feel the stitching of the leather. She could feel his prick growing against the cheek of her bottom. She shuffled to the side and reached her hand round and gently took his swelling manhood in her hand. He responded by growing noticeably faster in her hand.

He felt her move to one side, his growing penis lazily popped up from under her. He felt the soft warmth of her hand wrap around him. He felt himself grow steadily. He loved the sight of her small hand wrapped round his engorged prick, it always made his prick look bigger with her hand barely able to close around his girth.

With the leather of his jacket rubbing on her back and his gloved finger-probing deep within her she strained to close her hand around his now fully erect shaft. She gently massaged her hand up and down his length, each time she reached the tip she rubbed her hand over the tip of his helmet take the oils leaking from his eye and using it to ease the passage of her hand on his skin. She loved to feel the coarseness of his shaft contrast by the smoothness of his shiny purple helmet.

With his finger deep within her most sensitive sleeve he used his thumb to rub up and down the groove between her fanny and her hooded clit, at the extent of each movement he rubbed his gloved thumb over her protruding clit make her squirm each time he did so. He was aware that he would soon be spilling his seed with the way she was gently masturbating him, the tip of his glans was so sensitive every time she rubbed the palm of her hand over it. He could feel his own juices flowing freely from the eye of his purple head.

She shuddered involuntarily as his gloved thumb brushed over her clit, which she could feel, was already pushing out of its shroud. His thickly gloved finger continued to work in and out of her swollen sensitive fanny. The padding of the glove causing her sensitive spot within her to be stimulated every time he pushed his finger into her. With her g spot and clitoris being excited so much, she soon felt another orgasm building slowly within her. This, unlike the first, which had built so fast, was building so slowly she almost felt sick with anticipation as it grew.

He felt her shudder as her orgasm came upon her. Her every muscle and sinew in her body tensed to breaking strain as the orgasm racked her. He felt as if her small delicate hand would squeeze his solid prick out of existence. Even through the padding of his glove he could feel the walls of her pussy clasping his finger. Her breath caught in her throat for so long he thought she must surely pass out. After what seemed an age he felt her body start to relax as she came down off her high.

As the orgasm broke she felt her throat close as her whole body contracted violently with the force of her release. Every ounce of her body's energy had been directed to the release of her orgasm she couldn't breath but was completely oblivious to time. Her cunt actually hurt where it had clamped down and gripped so tightly his gloved finger deep within her. As the episode passed she realised how dizzy she was and gasped for air hungrily. She suddenly realised she was gripping his rampant prick so tightly she could feel the muscles in the back of her hand straining. She could do nothing, she had to get her breath back and hope the light-headedness would pass. She lay quite still her small pert tits heaving as she breathed heavily to regain her breath. 

After several minutes she turned towards him grinning widely to him. She wrapped both her hands round his excited shaft. They were so small his purple helmet still showed above her hands. 

He loved to see this as her small hands made him look so big. She gently massaged his leaking love juices into his length then she slowly dipped her head and he felt the wet warmth of her breath then the wetness as her mouth closed around the bulbous head of his gleans. His prick jerked repeatedly and it was all he could do to tense himself enough to stop himself from once more emptying his seed into her.

She could feel his gloved hand still within her. She could feel his pulsing shaft rigid in her hands. She wriggled herself off of his hand and felt her inner skin drag slightly as her body tried to keep the source of so many sensations within her. She turned and looked up at his face. She recognised the glow of contentment that he always had whenever he had succeeded in pleasuring her in such away. He always seemed to get more pleasure from pleasing her than he did from his own. Although of course there were the occasions when he would take her for his own use pleasing himself on occasions with out an apparent care for her own desires. That was what nearly always made those days such mind shattering experiences for her, the thought of just being used by a man for his own pleasure. She bent her head and gazed at the shiny purple head of his engorged manhood. She saw the pre-cum oozing from the eye and carefully used her hands to spread it over the head and onto the pulsing shaft. She could see his balls tightening and relaxing like a pair of lungs. She could smell his sex. She lowered her head and took the whole of the end of his prick into her mouth. He felt huge within her small mouth. She slowly worked both her hands up and down his thick shaft. She could taste his salty pre-cum. She could also taste something else which she realised was the remains of her own cumming mixed with his from their fervent love making a short time before. The taste seemed to add to her excitement. She could feel her own sex opening again and getting wetter as she carefully licked the tip of his swollen dick clean.

He could feel her cheeks tongue and roof of her mouth pushing gently against the so sensitive bulbous head of his throbbing prick. His balls ached again for the release of the seed building up within. His stomach tensed with the pressure of holding back. He felt her tongue slowly wipe around the whole of his helmet. Then he felt the tip of her tongue pushing into the eye of his penis the sensation was unreal, almost painful but just so pleasurable he knew that their could be hardly any of her tongue inside his dick but it felt so full as if she had half her tongue inside him.

She licked the head then found his eye now flooding with salty slippery pre-cum. She formed the tip of her tongue to a point then gently placed it against the eye feeling and tasting the pre-cum. She gently wiggled her tongue and found she could actually get the tip of her tongue to enter the opening to his shaft. She felt him gasp and tense and feared it may be uncomfortable for him. She then lowered her head slightly so she could feel the tip of his swollen pulsing prick at the entrance to her throat. She paused took a deep breath and then pushed down slowly against the stiffness of his unyielding shaft. She felt her flesh strain then suddenly her body gave in and his shiny big helmet slipped past the entrance to her throat. At first her body wanted to retch to clear this obstruction. She fought the instinct and then gradually lowered her head feeling his shaft sinking further and further into her throat. 

She could feel her body stretching to accommodate his girth. So swollen was he that even her airways were restricted by his pulsing shaft. She moved her hands from his length as she lowered her head closer and closer to the base of his beautiful prick. At last she had the whole him inside her mouth and throat. Quite proud that she could take all of his meat which wasn't far off 20cm's. She paused and tried to get her breath through her nose. As she did she could smell their earlier love making still in his pubic hair. A thought she would not think of as particularly nice normally but in her excited state was almost enough to cause a minor orgasm. It was certainly enough to let her know how wet her pussy was getting. She tried to swallow and felt the muscle of her throat ripple against the length of his shaft as they tried to draw him deeper. She slowly raised her head withdrawing him from her throat. She held him in her mouth whilst she got her breath back. as she did so she could see his balls and beyond them the crinkly entrance to his arse.

He lay, hot in his jacket still, he felt his glans lodge at the back of her throat. Then he felt her gently push down, he could feel the pressure all the way down his length into the root of his cock. He could feel his pre-cum flowing out of the end into her warm soft mouth. He felt her throat yield as at last it gave in and allowed his helmet to enter into her throat. He felt her pause before slowly sliding down his shaft, so slowly she moved her head down as he saw his swollen member disappearing from view. The tightness of her throat around the sensitive rim of his knob end he always thought was nicer than the feeling when he fucked her pussy. When she reached the root of his cock he almost dumped his loaded balls deep inside her as she started to ripple her throat muscles against his shaft so tightly held within her. She gradually raised her head releasing his prick from the beautiful softness of her throat. The air feeling cold on his wet shaft. She held him in her mouth for a short time breathing heavily. 

She lifted her head from his glans then slowly ran the tip of her tongue down the underside of his shaft. When she reached his balls she ran the flat of her tongue back up to the tip swirling it round the head to clean away the pre-cum. She took his helmet back into her mouth and sucked on it gently like a lollypop. She lifted off it and again licked down to its base. All the time she used one hand to massage his balls. Then she used her other hand to gather some of her wetness and used it to lubricate his shaft as she wanked him off with her other hand. The smell of her own musk mixed with his was almost enough to make her cum on the spot. The taste as she took him back into her mouth was exquisite. A complete union of the two of them. She raised her head and then took care to clean all of their juices from the whole length of his shaft, all the while massaging his balls and occasionally gently probing the entrance to his crinkly bottom with her fingernail, this always caused his prick to jerk uncontrollably making her smile that she had such control.

He felt the cool air on his knob as she lifted clear of him. He felt her tongue tickle as she ran it gently down the underside of his shaft tracing the outline of the duct taking his pre-cum to the tip of his knob. With one of her hands she massaged his balls that ached so much from a need to empty his sac's. As she dragged her tongue back up his shaft he felt the pressure pushing the pre-cum up his shaft and out of his knob eye feeling as if he was peeing their being so much flowing with his excitement. He lay with his eyes closed enjoying the sensations she was giving him and trying his hardest not to cum so he could enjoy it longer. He felt her moving around a little but didn't open an eye. Suddenly he felt a very wet slippery hand wrap itself around his shaft and lubricate him so well that she could toss him off without any dragging of the skin. He thought this would finally take him over the top but just as he thought he had reached the point of no return she stopped for a short time, just massaging his balls. Then she carefully licked all up and down his shaft and all over his helmet cleaning off the combination of his and her juices. Her hand played with his balls almost absentmindedly it seemed as she concentrated on pleasing him with her mouth on his rigid pulsing cock. Then he felt her fingernail pushing gently at the entrance to his bottom, it was like an electric shock shooting through his body but especially through his excited prick which hurt as it momentarily became so solid and swollen. He was sure it was only because he was too swollen to allow his spunk to shoot up his length that prevented him cumming there and then. He could feel his engorged member bouncing against her tongue as she tried to carry on massaging him with her tongue. Her fingernail felt sharp against the soft skin of his anus and he was scared she would slice through his skin, but he also wanted to feel her finger enter him and massage the sensitive area within. She placed her finger inside her pussy getting it thoroughly coated in her love juices, then she placed her finger against his sphincter and pushed gently, her finger was so slippery it slid inside him making him groan and causing his prick to bounce violently within her mouth. She sensed he was about to feed her his seed so she quickly pulled her finger from him.

She saw how flushed he was. She raised herself onto her knees and then shuffled forward so she could undo his jacket. He was so hot within it. She leant forward to massage his chest, as she did so she let the tip of his towering knob brush gently against her bush and fanny. Each time he moaned and his whole body tensed as the electric shocks from the tip of his helmet surged through him. Even his stomach muscles reacted to the touch. She was so wet herself that she was aware that she also coated his glans with a liberal coating of her love juice with each pass. She could smell her own musk in the air, she was excited by it, but knew that the effect it was having on him would be far greater. She pushed forward and massaged his upper chest, as she slid her hands down his body she sat back on his turgid rod. Both were so excited that neither had to guide the other into place. She felt his knob end stretch her labia as he entered her so slowly and smoothly, no friction just two incredibly wet bodies joining as one. She slowly eased her hands down his body until she felt the root of his prick against the entrance to pussy. She sat down further pushing his helmet further into her depths. She could feel his swollen head so high inside her gently stretching her body. She leant back and felt the entire length of his rigid tool push on the front of her deep cunt, her sensitive spot pressed upon, she gently rose herself up. Even with so much of her body oils blending with his she could feel the pressure and movement on her sensitive area. She knew that she would be cumming very quickly. She leant even further back forcing the angle of his prick putting more pressure on her body and making him feel even longer.

He was disappointed when she removed her finger from his hole. He could feel her moving around but wasn't sure what she was up-to. Suddenly he felt her finger back at the entrance to his anus, before he could comment he felt her finger slide smoothly and easily into him. He moaned as her finger pushed against something that caused his prick to bounce uncontrollably. She clearly sensed he was about to cum as she quickly with drew her finger. She raised herself into a kneeling position with her dripping pussy just inches from the tip of his pulsing cock which he could see was still oozing out pre-cum at an incredible rate, he couldn't remember the last time he had been turned on so much for so long. He actually felt exhausted with the constant ache in his balls and the tension in the veins in prick, which was so so swollen that it also felt tired with the constant throbbing and pulsing. The whole room smelt of sex and bodies. 

She leant forward to release him from his jacket, which was still zipped up. As she did he thought he'd shot his load as his body tensed so taught yet again as she brushed her sopping cunt across the tip of his knob. She then started to gently massage his sweat soaked chest, each time she moved forwards or backwards either the flesh of her pussy or even just her bush would play with the tip of his bouncing cock. 

His whole body ached from the repeated involuntary tensioning of his muscles. Then she moved backwards but this time instead of just brushing across him he felt the full wetness and heat of her pussy as she sat back on him so slowly impaling herself on his solid spear. She fully engulfed him then pushed down some more. He was so swollen she felt tighter than he could recall her feeling before. She raised herself up and he felt her juices cool instantly in the air, then she slowly slid all the way back down his shaft. She was so excited he could feel a combination of their juices pooling at the base of his prick and then trickling down into the entrance of his arse, which had opened sufficiently with the excitement to allow the juices in. Firmly impaled she leant back forcing his rigid member to bend forward at the base, the pleasure he gained from feeling it pushing against her flesh far outweighed the slight discomfort of trying to bend his unyielding glans. She again moved up his length, this time with a little more speed. He looked up at her face and saw that her eyes were gone, he was no longer there he was just an object for her desire. He could see her small perfect breasts standing proud on her lean chest, the end each tit swollen and distended with excitement. 

She started to ride his swollen manhood harder and faster. She was now kneeling with her hands behind her self, supporting her, leaning back as she moved up and down the entire length of his cock. 

He wasn't able to hold back any longer. He grabbed her hips and selfishly pulled her down hard onto his pulsing prick, with a moan he shot his seed deep within her. He was so swollen he could feel it's path from his bollocks to the eye, almost painful as what felt like a plug forced a path through, then he felt pulse after pulse as his excited balls dumped the load which had built up during their foreplay. As he exploded within her he heard a familiar guttural sound emitting from within her throat, her body spasmed and he knew she too had found the moment of release.

Leaning back on her knees she placed her hands behind herself, his prick was now pulled forward locked deep within her. She again rode up the length of his knob, the pressures within her were to great and the pleasure took control of her body. She started to ride up and down the complete length of his shaft faster and faster, each time almost allowing her labia to lose contact momentarily with his helmet, then she would slide back down him pushing into his pubic mound. She could feel that her body would be glistening with sweat, her breathing was becoming ragged and her arms were shaking. 

Suddenly a force gripped her hips and pulled her down hard. The solid prick within her hit the top of her pussy swelled to a painful girth then exploded. She could feel it as it pulsed so hard pumping her full of his seed. The first swelling and the force of him sliding deep into her cunt was all it took for her body to discard her control and take over itself as her body tensed and her throat seemed to clamp around the air being driven from her. She could feel even her flat stomach muscles curling round to try to grip the solid rod of flesh deep within her. Unable to breath or move her body tensed itself up holding her arched above him. She could hear his groans as his body abused him in a similar way. Both of their bodies strained and stretched every muscle, tendon and nerve ending in their bodies.




The Ride Ch. 02



Eventually their bodies released them and allowed them to relax. She fell onto his chest where they lay in a cuddle still united, sated and in a semi conscious doze for some time as their bodies strived to regain the energy spent. Eventually she felt him slip from within her. After some time he started to gradually soothe her back with his hand. She felt his cock stirring beneath her. She rolled off him and together they gathered their discarded clothes and made their way up stairs to freshen up. He followed her up, her perfect arse wiggling a few inches from his face, by the top step his manhood was once more standing out proudly before him. But that's another tale.



The Ride Ch. 03



Your ride continues (sorry for the delay)

You sleep for a long while, dreaming of being surrounded by hard cocks. You have never before slept so soundly, being thoroughly sated by your erotic adventure. When finally you do awake you feel stiff from the rough sexual aerobics of what turns out to be the previous day. You can still smell the pungent aroma of male cum all around you. You are dirty and uncomfortable. Male cum and your own sexual juices have dried on your body. The bed smells of raw animal sex. 

As your eyes begin to focus, you notice that two beautiful women are in the room with you. They are tall and strikingly gorgeous. The women are dressed liked romanticized versions of harem girls only their lingerie is decidedly modern. You can see the beautiful garter belts, panties and bras they wear clearly through the sheer, almost transparent silk togas that cling to their voluptuous bodies. Their thigh high stockings complete the erotic outfits. Though you have never considered having sex with a woman you feel strangely aroused by these women. You also feel embarrassed to be naked and dirty in front of these two strangers.

The one nearest you speaks; her voice is soft and soothing. “Oh good, you are awake. I am Sally and my friend is Joyce. The Master sent us to help you get cleaned up so your adventure can continue. Will you come with us please?"

Her voice is so soothing, you feel almost hypnotized. You swing your legs off the bed and sit up. You stand, oddly no longer embarrassed by your exposure. 

Sally says, “I am sorry your clothes have been taken away by housekeeping, but it is a short private walk to the spa. Come the Master will be cross if we are late.”

“Oh ok,” you respond tentatively. 

You follow Sally out of the room. Joyce is right behind you. You are led down a long corridor with many doors; all but one of them is closed. When you pass the open door you look in and see it is a room almost exactly like the one you have just left. You ask Sally if all of the rooms contain women adventurers the Master is entertaining. Sally’s response is that they all are for adventurers, male and female. She goes on to point out that some are in use but not all and that asking too many questions is a sure way to anger the Master. You already know from earlier that the Master is not very pleasant when he is angry and decide to keep your curiosity to yourself. 

At the end of the hall you pass through a set of ornate double doors. You enter a room reminiscent of a health club lobby, assuming such a place existed during the days of the Roman Empire. Behind the desk is the most gorgeous specimen of the male physique you have ever seen. The desk blocks much of his body but his unclothed upper body is nearly perfectly sculpted but not muscle bound and overdeveloped in an unattractive body builder way. Your are sure his is the face of Adonis. You are so taken by this man you do not even remember you are nude.

Sally says, “Hi, Marcus, this is ..”

Marcus cuts her off, “I know who it is and you are fucking late, slut! The Master is not going to like it if you screw up his schedule today!”

“Hey we got enough time. She was exhausted from yesterday. The Master wants her fresh today,” Sally replies.

Marcus steps out from behind the desk and you see the rest of his body matches his chest. He is perfect. You feel your pussy grow wet as you see this incredible man standing there in a tight thong that barely conceals his manhood. 

Joyce who up to now has not spoken says, “Marc, you seem to have another fan,” and laughs.

“Come on we need to get this little whore ready for the master,” is Marcus’s only reply.

The four of you walk down a short hall and enter a tiled room that turns out to be the most luxurious bath you have ever seen. To your surprise Marcus removes his thong as soon as the door closes. You stare in amazement at his cock and ball sack. He is completely unaroused and his cock is still one of the biggest you have ever seen. Behind his long thick cock hang a pair large heavy balls that you imagine would make a bull proud. 

“See something you like, Slut?” Marcus asks in a nasty tone.

You do not speak, but his remark brings you back to reality and you notice the two women have also removed their clothing. Sally explains that they do not want to get the fine clothes the Master gives them wet and leads you to the shower area. The warm water cascading over your body feels amazing. You needed a shower badly. As the residue of your nasty evening with all those men washes from your skin, the hot water begins to revive your aching muscles. Marcus is standing and watching as Sally and Joyce soap your body and thoroughly wash you. When they have finished they lead you to a table and tell you to lie down. 

“The Master has instructed us to be certain you have no body hair. Marcus is the best person here with a razor,” Sally says.

Marcus steps up to the table with a straight razor in his hand and says, “You must not move while I work. I am very good but if you even twitch this thing might cut off more then hair.”

Marcus is now clearly aroused. His cock has begun to grow. You are not sure if his arousal is from the idea of shaving you or cutting you. The light glints off the scary looking razor as Joyce begins to put some soft soothing cream on your pubic region.

“Hold her legs girls. Make sure she doesn’t twitch. I would hate to cut her clit off,” Marcus says grinning evilly.

The two women hold down your legs and Marcus begins the methodical task of removing every single hair on you body. As you relax you actually begin to find the treatment both soothing and erotic. Much sooner then you imagine Marcus has completed his task. The women beckon you to stand and take you to the shower to rinse. They then dry you and take you to Marcus so he can admire his work. He is now rock hard. You see his cock, which you judge to be about 12” long twitch as he moves toward you. He runs his hands over your body ensuring that you are indeed completely smooth. His long thick cock brushes against you as he continues feeling you from neck to toes. Your pussy twitches and grows wetter as this amazing man runs his hands all over your body. Finally he stands before you and says that it is time for payment. You don’t understand and hesitate.

“On your knees, whore!” Marcus screams in your face as the two women pull you down.

Sally whispers in your ear, “We must leave you for a few. Suck him as best you can and then he will tell you to bend over the table when he is ready to fuck you. If he really likes the blowjob he will fuck your pussy. Don’t piss him off or he will ram your ass with that monster.”

The women leave the room and you begin licking the huge cock before you and fondling Marcus’ heavy balls. He murmurs his approvals as you lick his cock from tip to base. After bathing his huge tool you suck on his bull-like balls for a while. But Marcus becomes bored and grabs your hair pulling your head back.

“Time to see how far down your pretty throat you can get my cock, slut!” He says as he pushes your mouth toward his cock. “Show me how much you want me to fuck your mouth,” He continues.

You kiss his cock head and lick his large gapping slit. He is obviously pleased and pushes his bulbous member into your mouth. Your lips stretch over his thick rod. He shows no mercy pushing you toward him as he shoves his cock to the back of you throat. 

“Hold the base, baby, or it will go all the way in,” he suggests.

You immediately wrap your hand around the bottom of his cock and he begins slowly fucking your face. His huge cock slides into your throat and your think you will surely gage. Slowly your throat muscles adjust and Marcus develops a rhythm. Sliding his cock in and almost all the way out of your mouth while holding your head. Your excitement continues to grow as this huge cock impales your throat. You feel your now steamy pussy quiver when Marcus tells you that it is time for you to bend over for him. You stand obediently and bend over the shaving table. He comes up behind you and massages your engorged clit. You feel his fingers in your pussy and ass. You wonder where he will put his cock. You pray he does not fuck your asshole, though you know you are powerless to stop him. He takes your hand and puts it on your clit. You need no orders and begin massaging your nub awaiting his first thrust. You are thrilled when you feel his cock head teasing your swollen labia and terrified when he slides down and teases your rosebud with his huge rod. Then to your relief he slides his cock into your pussy. You have never been so full. His entire length somehow slides into you without discomfort. Marcus is at once forceful and gentle. You rub your clit vigorously and then cry out, “Oh god fuck me!” 

Marcus begins to ride your ass hard, pumping his huge shaft in and out of your widely stretched opening. You push back with each thrust, taking all of his manhood deep inside you. You can feel his balls hit you as he buries himself all the way inside you. Soon you are screaming as an incredible orgasm rocks your body. Marcus grabs your hips and pumps even harder. You can feel his cock throbbing inside you. Suddenly you feel as if someone turned a hose on in your pussy. You are flooded with Marcus’ cum as he spasms inside you for what seems like hours. You can hear the sounds of his cock sloshing inside you. You body once again convulses. Just as your second orgasm peeks Marcus reaches under and grabs your tits, pinching your nipples hard. This somehow prolongs your climax. You cum for longer then you ever have before. You feel as if you are passing in and out of consciousness as wave after wave of intense pleasure consumes you in an orgasmic cloud. Finally, Marcus releases you and withdraws his huge manhood from your still convulsing sex. He leaves you with his cum running out of your pussy and down your leg. 

When finally you have regained the ability to stand you turn around to find you are alone. A voice comes over a speaker, “Shower again! Be sure to scrub that nasty cunt. We will be back for you in 10 minutes.”

You hurry to the shower, wondering what more is in store for you.



The Ride Ch. 04



You hurry to the shower, wondering what more is in store for you. The warm water cascading over you body feels great. Remembering what the voice said about your cunt (You had never before referred to you vagina as a cunt, even in your head. Somehow the events of the past couple of days have brought many changes.), you take the detachable showerhead and spray it directly into your sex. The sensation of the power jets of water on your clit and labia is amazing. To your surprise your body convulses and you are brought to your knees by an incredibly strong orgasm. Before you can recover, Sally’s surprisingly strong arms pull you from the shower.

“Such a fucking slut!” she says sternly and slaps your face. “When you are told to get clean, it is not to be taken as another opportunity to pleasure yourself. Damn, I would have thought that having horse cock service you would have quieted your nasty cunt for a little while, bitch!”

Shocked by the harsh words and treatment, you sob softy and say haltingly, “I’mm I’m sorrry. It was the spray. I did not mean to..”

“Spare me! You and I both know you are a horny fucking slut!” Sally says cutting you off.

You now realize that you are standing stark naked with two beautiful women who are also still naked from earlier. Joyce takes a towel and thoroughly dries you and then tosses the towel aside. Then Sally yes, “Come on, we are going to be late!”

You follow Sally and Joyce falls in line behind you. You do not hesitate despite the fact that you are now walking down the corridor exposed to all who may pass by. You notice how perfect Sally’s voluptuous buttocks are and have thoughts you have never experienced before. You have to resist the urge to reach out and caress her soft, white, shapely buns. Your thoughts evaporate as you turn a corner and see the four men standing and talking. Sally walks right up to them and stops.

“This horny sluts wants you to feel her up. Isn’t that right, whore?” Sally says casually.

Without waiting for your answer, the men who themselves are dress scantily in what resembles a toga, surround you. It seems to you that there are hands everywhere at once. The four men roughly handle your body. Your tits are squeezed. Fingers probe your pussy and your ass. 

“Please no!” you cry, unable to contain your loathing. 

“Shut up bitch!” Sally yells and slaps you.

Tears stream down your face as you quietly submit to several more minutes of the rough handling. Then Sally and Joyce drop to their knees and begin sucking the cocks of two of the men. You are immobile not understanding what is happening.

Sally looks up and pulls down on your hand, “Come on you have two to service before we can move on slut! It is the toll for passage.”

As you reach your knees two hard cocks are in your face. Knowing you have no choice you take one in your mouth while stroking the other. You alternate between the two, sucking and stroking each for a time. Just as one fills your mouth full of hot salty cum, you feel cum hitting you from both sides. The two men Sally and Joyce were sucking are cuming on you. Now the fourth man is shoving his cock in your mouth. The women are holding your head back and he is fucking you. You gag but no one cares. The man continues impaling your throat with his large cock. Soon he too is cuming in your mouth. You swallow as much as you can and the rest runs down your chin and drips on your tits. 

Then the men leave and Sally leads you into a room much like the one you spent the last two days in. They walk you to the bed and sit down with you. Then Sally and Joyce begin licking the cum off your face shoulders and tits. You are incredibly turned on as the two women lick you all over. Then you realize that they have begun to lick in places that have no cum. Your mind is reeling as they push you back unto the bed and spread your legs. Your loins begin to ache with desire as their tongues run along your silky thighs. You are amazed at the intensity of the experience. You feel your labia being spread and for the first time a woman’s tongue dances across your clit. You begin to squirm as Joyce expertly licks and sucks your clit. Joyce’s fingers begin to tease both your pussy and anus as her tongue brings you to the brink of ecstasy. 

Just as your body explodes in orgasm, Sally straddles your face and lowers her pussy to you. Overcome with your own pleasures you reach up and pull her to you, burying your mouth in her crotch. Your tongue hungrily lashes out. You taste her flowing juices and her sensual sex aroma fills your nostrils. Joyce is now licking you hard and fucking you with two fingers. You squirm under the intense stimulation as you fuck Sally’s hot pussy with your tongue. You manage to get one of your fingers into Sally’s ass as you run your tongue up and down the length of her incredible shaved slit. Sally pushes hard against you as she cums in your face. The sound of her moans sends you over the edge. Your body is racked in convulsions as you cum along with Sally. 

When your orgasms finish Sally moves and Joyce straddles your face. You lick Joyce until she two is flooding your face in sweet pussy juice. You discover that each woman while similar has a slightly different taste. You decide you like the taste of both and wildly lick Joyce until she is grinding her pussy onto your chin. Soon she cums all over your face. Then the three of you crawl up the bed and intertwine your bodies. With a beautiful woman on each side of you, you feel content. Sally says that it is time for rest before the Master comes. The three of your exchange gentle kisses for a time and then fall into a deep sleep. Unknown to you the Master has been watching your little three-way with his lovely assistants via a hidden camera. He thinks to himself how well your adventure is going and closes his eyes trying to imagine the next phase. What does Hunter have in store for you next? Rest now you will no doubt need your energy.



The Ride Ch. 05



When you awaken Sally and Joyce are no longer in bed with you. For a few moments you wonder if they were ever there or if the events you recall are merely bizarre vivid dreams. Your mind struggles to gain full consciousness and the cobwebs slowly peel away. It could not have all been a dream…you are naked in a clean bed. You feel the stiffness that comes form being used by so many in various ways over the past two days.  Suddenly, you realize you are not alone.

Hunter is standing over you. You know he must have been watching you for sometime since you did not see or hear him enter. He reaches down and softly strokes your cheek with the back of his hand. You look into his eyes and are completely disarmed by his charming smiling. He lets his hand trailing down your face and neck to your shoulder. He walks his fingers delicately over your heaving breast. You are no longer embarrassed to be naked and exposed before this magnificent man. His touch sends jolts of electric sensation through your body. You wish he would climb atop you and take you now. You know he has awakened a lust that has been hidden within you by society’s silly mores. Finally, he speaks, and you hear Hunter’s deep sexy baritone again. Your body shivers as the sound of his voice causes your sex to flood.

“My precious rider, your adventure has taken you through many new and wonderful experiences. You will now enter the final phase of your journey of discovery. But first, I wish for you to think about your ride so far. Has your journey been exciting and enjoyable? What will you take away from my ride, sweet lady?” 

When you start to answer his questions, Hunter places his finger to your lips. The answers are left to fill your mind. Hunter tells you that he has watched you grow and learn that eroticism should not be limited to the traditional. He says that he has seen you enjoy things that previously you would have found repulsive and now as the ride slows to a finish you will have one last new experience. You realize Hunter has somehow watched as so many have used your body for their pleasure and as you have taken pleasure in being used.

As Hunter begins to slowly undress, the wall behind him slides away. You see seated in a row of chairs all of the people that you have encountered on the ride so far. Sally and Joyce are there once again attired in their fancy harem outfits. The three gentle men who filled your every opening and showed that being used as a slut was an amazing erotic experience are seated together attired in business suits.  The four rough men from the hall are there, now dressed in worker’s coveralls. Marcus is also there, seated right in the middle of the row flanked by the two voluptuous women. He looks every inch the Adonis. He is dressed in a splendid toga. It is parted slightly at the chest and thigh, allowing a peak of his gold thong and sculpted chest.

You gaze continues beyond the row of familiar faces to seats that rise above them. It is as if you are on the stage of a small theater. There are perhaps a dozen or so people seated watching intently. The sudden realization that you are naked and exposed causes you to look about for a means to cover yourself.

Hunter, who now stands completely naked before you places his finger to his lips and speaks softly, “Shhhhhhhh sweet lady. You have no need to be embarrassed. You will find being watched as I take you to your final destination will add to the thrill!”

With that Hunter turns to the crowd and speaks in his booming sensual voice. “My friends welcome! Thank you for coming here to witness the arrival of this amazing sexual creature has she returns from her journey or discovery.”

Somehow Hunter’s unabashed display of his nude body to the crowd relaxes you and your unease at being publicly naked begins to subside. Hunter turns back to you. He gently spreads your legs and tells you that such a pretty pussy should be proudly displayed. You feel your face flush and you know you are now blushing in a deep red hue. However, Hunter’s coaxing as caused you to spread your legs widely. A few people clap and others whistle as you lay fully exposed, your gapping pussy offered up as eye candy. Embarrassment gives way to an odd excitement. You feel your juices begin to flow as you feel the eyes of your audience begin to penetrate into your sex.

Hunter tells you to rise up and show off your tits as he walks away. You obey him and move to a sitting position while keeping your legs spread wide. 

“Go on play with those tits. Show them off to the nice people!” Hunter barks.

You immediate slide you hands under your breasts, pushing them up, showing them off. Needing no further orders you begin massaging the soft tissue and then running your thumbs over your hard nipples. You hear yourself moan as the excitement of being watched cause your body to come alive. Your head rolls back on your shoulders and your lips part letting your tongue slide out slightly as you roll your nipples seductively. The audience seems to let out a collective gasp causing you to open your eyes. What you see cause you to gasp. Hunter is again standing next to you. He holds a huge dildo. It is much fatter and longer then any you have ever seen before. In addition, it is so realistic looking you wonder if it is not a disembodied cock he holds. You impulsively reach out touch it. Though not real, it feels almost as it is made of human skin. It is even warm.

Hunter drops the massive plastic cock in your lap and snarls,” Go on take, fuck yourself for these people! I know you want t show them what a hot horny creature you are, slut!”

Hunter moves behind you and begins gently massaging your shoulders as you take the dildo in your hand. You slide the head against your clit as you use your wet labia to lube the phallic abomination. You close your eyes again and let your head fall back against Hunter. You feel as if an unknown force is driving you as you take the cock you are holding and begin pushing it into your pussy. Even though your eyes are closed you know everyone is staring intently as your pussy stretches to accommodate the girth of the warm dildo as you are stretched beyond anything you have ever felt before.

“Can you take it all?” Hunter whispers in your ear as his hands move to your neck.

You hear yourself moan, “Oh god, I want it all! I want to be filled to my depths!”

It is as if you are now out of your body watching the seen with the others in the audience. As you push the dildo deeper and deeper, Hunter slides his hands down and takes your hold of your heaving breasts. You cry out, almost pleading for Hunter to fuck you hard. Then you are being fucked hard, but not by Hunter. It is the dildo and you are pistoning it in and out of your steamy pussy while Hunter’s hands are gently massaging your tits. Your eyes spring open as you body is racked by waves of orgasmic pleasure. The audience is closer now, their eyes boring into you.  You do not care; all you want is for the dildo to fuck you deeper and harder. You continue pummeling your pussy with the magnificent toy Hunter brought you as he pulls you up onto his lap. 

You feel Hunter’s thick hard cock at your anal sphincter. Your flowing juice as lubed your anus and his cock pops into your ass. You scream as an even more powerful orgasm overtakes you. You are faintly aware that the audience is now cheering. Hunter is now fucking you tight ass hard as you continue working the dildo in and out of your quivering pussy. After what seems to you to be your hundredth orgasm, Hunter forces you to your knees and then to all fours. He grabs the dildo and pulls it out of you. The sudden emptiness shocks you and you beg to have it back.

“Shut up, slut!” Hunter yells, “It is my turn to use that hot cunt of yours!”

Suddenly there is nothing you want more then to have Hunter fill your pussy and you beg him to fuck your cunt hard. You are rewarded almost immediately as he shoves his cock ball deep into your wide-open pussy. Hunter grabs your hips and holds tight as he pounds his cock in and out of you. You feel as if you are blacking out as you cum on his powerful cock. You head is spinning. You can hear the collective moans and and exhortations of the audience. Your pussy is afire as Hunter continues to fuck you roughly. You vision is blurred and all you can see are the shapes of the audience that seems to be pressing ever closer. Suddenly your vision clears and in your face is a beautiful hard cock. It is Marcus’s magnificent tool and Sally and Joyce are stroking him. Hunter roars out behind you and slams his cock deep in your wet pussy. You feel searing heat as his warm thick cum flows into you. Just as your own consciousness fades into an orgasmic fog, you feel Marcus’s seamen splash onto your face. You try to stick you tongue out to catch another taste of the Adonis’s delicious cum…………..

The next thing you know you are standing at the curb and your friend is helping you into her car. You have no idea how you got dressed or out to the curb. As you shake the cobwebs away, you wonder was it all a dream. As if reading your mind, your friend whispers that it was no dream. She also tells you that she had enjoyed watching the end of the ride. You are taken aback at the thought people you knew saw you like that and wonder if any other friends were there. However, you decide not to ask. As you take your seat, your friend hands you and bag and tells you that you don’t want to forget your souvenirs. Looking in the bag the first thing you see is the amazing life-like dildo Hunter had given you earlier. You decide that perhaps the ride is not yet over; perhaps it will be a life-long adventure. Your friend squeezes your thigh as she pulls away from the curb.